Dirt Karaoke - Florida Georgia Line

This title is a cover of Dirt as made famous by Florida Georgia Line

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With backing vocals (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Same as the original tempo: 122 BPM

In the same key as the original: D

Duration: 03:41 - Preview at: 01:42

Release date: 2014
Genres: Country, In English
Original songwriters: Rodney Clawson, Christopher G Tompkins

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Lyrics Dirt

You get your hands in it plant your roots in it
Dusty head lights dance with your boots in it
You write her name on it spin your tires on it
Build your corn field whiskey bonfires on it
You bet your life on it, yeah
It's that elm shade red rust clay you grew up on
That plowed-up ground that your dad damned his luck on
That post-game party field you circle up on
And when it rains you get stuck on
Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up
The mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up
Her blue-eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts
Makes you wanna build ten percent down
White picket fence house on this dirt
You mix some sweat with it taking a shovel to it
You stuck some crosses and some painted goal posts through it
You know you came from it and someday you'll return to this
Elm shade red rust clay you grew up on
That plowed-up ground that your dad damned his luck on
That post-game party field you circle up on
And when it rains you get stuck on
Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up
The mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up
Her blue-eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts
Makes you wanna build ten percent down
White picket fence house on this dirt
You know you came from it
And someday you'll return to this
Elm shade red rust clay you grew up on
That plowed-up ground that your dad damned his luck on
That post-game party field you circle up on
And when it rains you get stuck on
Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up
The mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up
Her blue-eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts
Makes you wanna build ten percent down
White picket fence house on this dirt
Makes you wanna build ten percent down
White picket fence house on this dirt
You know you came from it
And someday you'll return to it

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